Archive for September, 2013

Some blog posts are rants, some are joyful celebrations, and some just plain write themselves.

I woke up on time this morning. So I got to clean the kitchen, pack my gym bag, play with Drake, and walk the dog without feeling crazy.

I took our two bags and Drake out to the car, and was strapping him in for our drive to work. Since my pants didn’t have any pockets, I laid my phone on the seat next to the car seat and handed Drake the keys because I know he loves them. Since we were having such a good morning, I didn’t want it spoiled with a power struggle over car seat straps and it worked.

Usually the car keys and phone are in my pocket, and Drake is playing with “his” keys, a set of old ones I put together for him.

I wanted my round hairbrush out of my bag in the back and in my gym bag, so I grabbed the brush, shut the hatch to the CRV and as I reached for the driver door handle I heard “click.”

Oh no, oh s*&t. This is not happening.

I also usually leave my door open until the getting the 19 month old into the car act is completed.

So of course I try cajoling first. “C’mon Drake, push the other button. You’re so awesome push the other button.” He smiles at me repeatedly pushing the lock button.

Da*&^t.

So I go knock on the neighbors door. No one home. I go and try to kick our back door in for the spare key. Nope.

I go back to the car, and plead. “You can do it. Hit more buttons. C’mon buddy!” The panic alarm starts going off. Whooo wooo wooo Whoooss a dummy. Whooos a dummy.

Then after another click the alarm turns off. Then one more click and the door opens when I pull the handle.

“YOU ARE AWESOME! But no more keys.”

Daddy’s response, “I told you giving him the car keys was a bad idea.”

In 1979 at 2 years old, I won a Halloween costume competition. My mom bought me the Wonder Woman underoos, red tights, and shoes, and my Aunt Viv sewed me an amazing Red Sparkly cape with blue sparkle stars. It was made so well my little sister was Wonder Woman a few years down the road, too.

That was my first and last costume win, but the love of superheroes has remained.

In 2000, I married a boy who shares my love of superheroes and the fantastic. Then in 2012, we gave birth to a superhero.

This weekend we manned an exhibitor booth at the Inaugeral Cincinnati Comic Con at the NKY Convention Center. I worried over how Drake would tolerate 24 hours out in public with large crowds. He was awesome. The organizers were awesome. The artists were freaking AMAZING. The crowds were friendly and excited to be there.

I didn’t get to see any panels because I was working, but my husband went one on pen and ink in comics. He really enjoyed it.

Great job, Overlord organizers and Henchman volunteers! We’re looking forward to next year.